Inferna and Karen looked at each other, their eyes meeting for a brief, charged moment, then both turned their gazes toward Muganda before finally settling on Rin, the weight of the conversation hanging thick in the quiet living room air.
"She is correct," Inferna furrowed her brows, the subtle crease forming between her golden eyes with their serpentine slits as she spoke, her long red hair shifting slightly with the small movement of her head. "We have forgotten the reason of our ordination. The reason we were sought out by Master."
